Chapter 485: Hold on to time

Zhang Yi endured the strong pain and walked to Yan Buliu's side, poked his head out, pointed his head and said, "Quick!" Give me a few stitches too! ”

At this time, this scene is very similar to that of Wuxiang at that time, the same to gain time, the same to ask people to go up to stop it, there is no difference, the only difference is that Wang Ziye is more terrifying than the bloody armored corpse.

By now, the people present already knew what big moves Master Zhijue was going to make.

Yan Buliu did not hesitate or persuade at all, turned over his hand and took out a silver needle and stabbed it into Zhang Yi's head.

And it was only for a short period of time, but Wang Fan, who had started the second order of the battle Buddha body and the breathing method, was beaten by Wang Ziye in a one-sided way.

"Get out of here!" The prince hammered Wang Fan who was hugging his lower body at night.

But Wang Fan clung to it, relying on his physical strength to keep pushing Wang Ziye away from Master Zhijue. It's just that every time Wang Ziye hammered, the golden light on Wang Fan's body was dimmed a little.

Wang Ziye was tired of it, and no longer hammered Wang Ziye, but put his five fingers together into a palm, stabbing towards the back of Wang Fan's neck.

At this time, a white shadow rushed over and passed through Wang Ziye's wrist, and Wang Ziye's palm suddenly fell weakly.

"Humph!" Wang Ziye didn't pay attention to Teacher Cang, raised his other hand and bent it, and hit Wang Fan's spine with his elbow.

It was just one, Wang Fan's breathing method suddenly stopped, the golden light of the battle Buddha body was a little weaker, and the hands holding the lower half of the prince's body were also a little less powerful.

At this time, Wang Ziye stretched out his hand that had already been repaired and grabbed Wang Fan's neck, and raised his hand to lift it.

Without looking, he threw it at Master Zhijue, but just as he was about to exert his strength, Wang Fan fell down, and Wang Ziye's wrist was bitten off again.

"!!Uhh Wang Ziye roared angrily, his eyes rolled around, and the next second he raised his hand and turned his head into the void and smashed it down.

There was a sound of "bang", and Wang Ziye smashed Teacher Cang, who was about to bite into his eye socket, and smashed Teacher Cang on Wang Fan's body.

The prince snorted coldly at night, raised his foot and stepped towards Wang Fan and Teacher Cang on the ground, if this foot was stepped on, Teacher Cang would definitely be trampled into a pulp, and Wang Fan would also be trampled off half his life. At this time, Wang Fan had only just recovered his breath, and he had no strength to dodge.

Just as the prince was about to step on it in the night, a sound of breaking the air came.

It was a stone pillar as thick as a face plate that caused this sound of breaking through the air.

This stone pillar involuntarily smothered directly on Wang Ziye's face, smashed Wang Ziye's out for a long distance and stopped.

"Quick!" Yan Bo pinched his fingers and shouted to Wang Fan.

Without thinking much about it, Wang Fan reached out and grabbed Teacher Cang, who was lying on his back, and got up with a roll.

At this time, Wang Ziye had already bypassed the stone pillar and rushed towards Master Zhijue like a sharp arrow. Wang Ziye didn't care about Wang Fan and Yan Bo at all, and the previous shot was entirely because Wang Fan and them blocked him, so Wang Ziye made a move.

Now for Wang Ziye, the most important thing is Master Zhijue, because Wang Ziye can clearly feel that Master Zhijue's momentum is constantly rising. In fact, you don't need to feel it at the time of the prince's night, you can see the abnormalities of Master Zhijue with the naked eye alone.

At this time, the muscles on Master Zhijue's body continued to expand and explode, and the whole person had already grown several times, and he was still getting stronger.

"A, B, C, D, E, G, XIN, REN, DE, ZI, CHOU, YIN, MAO, CHEN, HA, NOON, WEI, SHEN, YOU, SHU, HAI, SHANTUGEN, NORTHWEST. Haste as a law. Yan Bo pinched his fingers, stomped on the ground with one foot, and chanted a mantra.

The curse fell, and suddenly eight or nine stone pillars appeared in the path of the prince's night march and pounced on the prince's night at the same time.

The prince's figure dodged the front two in a flash, but he didn't dodge the back ones, and was directly hit by a stone pillar.

Although the stone pillar could not cause any damage to Wang Ziye, it still made Wang Ziye's figure pause, and it was such a meal that Wang Ziye was covered by the remaining six or seven stone pillars that followed.

After Yan Bo stopped Wang Ziye with this hand, he was not too happy, his command changed for a moment, and he opened his mouth to read: "A, B, C, D, E, G, XIN, REN, DE, ZI, CHOU, YIN, MAO, CHEN, ALREADY, NOON, WEI, SHEN, YOU, SHU, HAI, SHAN TUGEN, NORTHWEST POSITION, URGENT AS A LAW." Then he raised his foot and stomped again, and in an instant, seven or eight stone pillars emerged from the ground and went straight up in all directions, locking Wang Ziye in the middle.

"Roar!! At this moment, a cry like a beast of the wilderness came out. In the next moment, the stone pillars that had held up the prince's night shattered at the same time.

I saw that Wang Ziye, who was originally trapped in the middle, was holding a fist with one hand and posing as if he had just finished attacking, not to mention that Wang Ziye had the power to break these more than ten stone pillars with a punch, but at this time, Wang Ziye did make some big changes.

I saw that the corpse qi of the current prince was wrapped around his body like a bandage, his eyes turned scarlet, and the light of blood-devouring revealed from it, and the color of his whole body turned blue-gray, and the original handsome face had turned into another face, and the whole face was dry and thin, with four long fangs, two of the upper and two of which were exposed outside of the lips.

After Wang Ziye smashed these stone pillars with one punch, he slowly withdrew his hand, turned his head stiffly, and glanced at Yan Bo coldly.

In an instant, Yan Bo's body couldn't help but tremble, as if he was in the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a hell of Shura, and Yan Bo collapsed on the ground with a twist of his legs and stomach.

Wang Ziye didn't waste too much time on Yan Bo, his head turned and aimed coldly at Master Zhijue, and then rushed towards Master Zhijue as soon as his body moved.

In a moment, Wang Ziye came to Master Zhijue, with five fingers and one finger, and the nails on his fingertips suddenly grew, not only that, these nails were shining black, and they were as sharp as a scalpel.

Master Zhijue glared angrily at Wang Ziye in front of him, although his eyes were surging with anger, he still did not relax his movements at this time, and continued to increase his strength.

"Stop!" Wang Fan stepped on one foot and rushed up, but it was too late, the distance was too far.

Wang Ziye ignored Wang Fan's shouts at all, and grinned wickedly at Master Zhijue and said, "Goodbye!"

After speaking, Wang Ziye raised his hand and took it out to Master Zhijue's heart.

At this time, a strong sense of crisis came, and he kept warning Wang Ziye.

The prince rolled his eyes and saw three spears piercing like lightning, one to his head, one to his neck, and one to his waist.